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// Cleaning Up on Thoughts 
// Story: The Sweetest Love. 
// by hghmpegasister 
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Carrot Cake looked around the bakery. He had known this place his whole life. Of course he knew where the mitt rack was. Mabey he was just tired. He had been here a while too. Mr. Cake smiled. He had the most wonderful life. A beautiful wife, the sweetest foals in Ponyville, good friends, and a great job. Things turned out so great for him.

"Carrot Cake?" smiled Cupcake.

Carrot Cake snapped out of his thoughts.

"Yes dear?" replied Mr. Cake

"Are you alright?" concerned Cupcake.
'Im fine honey." smiled Mr. Cake weakly. "Its just been a busy week."
"Hey what do you say we close early and spend some time with the kids? Just the four of us." smiled Mrs. Cake.
"That sounds great." smiled Mr. Cake.
"What about me?" squealed a voice from outside the door.
"Pinkie Pie?" questioned Mrs. Cake.
"Whoops." laughed the pink mare turning a shade of red.
"Pinkie Pie I told you its not polite to snoop." replied Mrs. Cake.
"Im sorry." frowned Pinkie.
"Ok I guess we can spend the night together just the five of us." smiled Mr. Cake. "After all Pinkie we are family."
"Hooray!" cheered Pinkie.
Mr. Cake trotted over to the door.
"Its been a slow day." smiled Mr. Cake smiled "Lets head upstairs and go play a board game or something."
"That sounds great dear." smiled Mrs. Cake.
They all walked up the stairs to the living room.

Pinkie was excited she never really got to spend quality time with cakes. She felt like Mr. and Mrs. Cake were her grandponies.
They were important ponies in her life. She glanced around the Cake's living room.It feels like just yesterday when the Cakes moved in Pinkie remembered that day she going to have her first home. She had finally moved to Ponyville from the rock farm. Somewhere with more color. She saw an empty bakery. It looks like no one had moved in yet. Pinkie walked in. The walls were grey and there were just a few boxes of old baking supplies in the room. Pinkie guessed it must have been some kind of bakery. She trotted up the brown staircase in the back of the room. There was a living room with a few bedrooms and a bathroom. Attached to it.Then there was another set of stairs Pinkie trotted up. An oval shaped room with windows. Pinkie 's eyes darted to something she could not believe her eyes more stairs. She galloped upstairs to see what she would find. But this time it wasn't a room but a narrow walkway lining the whole room. Pinkie wondered why add this and stairs. It seemed pretty pointless. But then Pinkie looked at a set of doors. Pinkie slowly walked out. A cool breeze suddenly hit her face. But what she saw was incredible. She was in no room. She was standing on a balcony. Pinkie stared at the breathtaking view. You could see every shop every home. You could see fillies and colts running to the schoolhouse. You could see Mr. Davenport bringing in a shipment of sofas and quills. Pinkie looked and noticed two ponies walking towards the building one was a tall, skinny, orange stallion and the other was a light blue, small mare. Then the rest was history. Pinkie and the Cakes were neighbors you could say. Who lived in the same building. Pinkie lived in the room above the living room and the Cakes lived in the living room with the rooms attached to it. Pinkie was happy to live with other ponies. She hated being alone. She lived with the Cakes for a long time and soon enough she started working at Sugar Cube Corner. And soon enough she lived with the Cakes for along time. They were happy with that and so was she. 

Pinkie snapped out of her train of thought when she heard a giggle. Then she noticed Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake were sitting on the floor playing a board game.

"Oh Pinkie good your out of your train of thought." laughed Mrs.Cake.
"How long was I staring at the wall?" replied Pinkie blushing.
"Oh just five minutes." smiled Mr.Cake. "What were you thinking about?"
"Well," smiled Pinkie. 'I was thinking of when you both moved here at Sugarcube Corner."
Mrs. Cake smiled and glanced lovingly at Mr. Cake.
"And I couldn't be happier." replied Mrs. Cake lovingly. 
Mr. Cake smiled and turned a shade of pink.
Suddenly an idea popped into Pinkie Pie's head.

"Hey Mrs. Cake when did you and Mr. Cake meet?" questioned Pinkie happily.
Mr.Cake smiled "Pinkie you don't want to hear that its a long story."
Pinkie Pie laughed "I love stories really! I don't mind at all."
"Well," replied Mr. Cake "It all started on a Tuesday a long time ago."

And the story started..